So behind this lovely piece of artwork I find out that I am... a Doctor. Yes. A doctor & I am married to a cop! When I read it out-loud Cody immediately runs off and hides. Telling me, oh wait I forgot you don't do anything. Gee thanks. I liked the doctor title better. And as for dad being a cop, well I didn't know what he did for work so I just wrote cop.
Hump. You think his teacher now honestly believes this?
I explained to Cody that I do make them feel better, fix boo-boos & remove slivers with pins! So I guess I am like a doctor. You can just call me Doctor Mom. While Dad does "police" the kids so he is like a cop. Right?
Well Jack just hit the top of his head on our overhanging sink. Ice Stat. I am off to be Doctor Mom.
*Disclaimer: For those who are about to call social services I have already taken care of my child back at sentence #2. Then continued to write this after calming him & putting ice on his boo-boo.*